The path was bumpy and there were about a thousand twists and turns
"How much longer?" Whined Jethro.
"We are almost there," the leader said confidently.
"We better be..."
"This one is a whiner," I warned.
"Duly noted," the knight spoke in a peeved tone.
"So this King Jacob, is he nice?" I asked cautiously
"To some yes, to others no."
"What about us?" I said.
"He should like you," the leader said.
"What about Jethro?"
"Him, I do not know,"
"Gee, thanks," he scoffed.
"I'm just being honest,"
"I know," Jethro rudely replied.
"Where are you two from?" Asked a different knight.
"Colmer," I said.
"Aren't you, Arthur?" the leader asked curiously
"You know me?" I asked anxiously
"Of course! You two are famous."
"This cannot be!" I exclaimed
"We are just hunting Maelfor."
"Sorry, who?
"He was a god before he fell and he cannot be killed."
"So what do you plan to do?"
"If only I knew..."
"What if you trap him?"
"He has no body"
"Oh dear," the leader's face turned pale as a sheet of paper.
"Exactly!" I exclaimed in frustration.
"You ready to meet the king?"
"Yes, I am."
"As am I," Jethro said.
"We shall go into the city then," one of the knights said.
"Sounds good to me," I said.
We went into the city.
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The Amethyst Flame
FantasyThe village of Colmer is devastated by a plague. Its only hope is two brothers divided by their beliefs in magic. When Jethro ventures into the depths of the forest to find a wizard who can heal the village, Arthur is forced to find his brother befo...
